A year or a day

Listening to the voice of  a tree yesterday, I gained a glimpse in perspective of time.

The Spirit of the tree that spoke to me shared something of the life of seasons and the difference of the passage in time where a year is but a day to one such as it.  The winter being for rest and for sleep while the summer bringing life and the labor for existence where the rising and the setting of the sun are like passages of clock hands around a dial.

There is a depth in trees and a strength and a wisdom to be shared.


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